[He hears it. She talks about her sins. None of them are good people. He's known that about her in some sense, even if he's only got part of the story.]
[But just because she has her own blood-stained sea doesn't erase his own guilt. It's always been his failing. He lets himself be scarred, lets himself suffer, if that will even make an ounce up for the amount of wrong he's done.]
[No. Even as much as he insists, it still feels like his sins weigh greater on the scale. He failed those children. He failed his crew. She merely did the work of a corporation...]
You can. You can want and deserve it. I believe in...that. In you.
[He has no room to judge. He's not here to enact justice. Everyone does what they have to do in the City. But he...]
[He leans into that hand, almost involuntarily, but the sorrow in his eyes feels like an endless well.]
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[But just because she has her own blood-stained sea doesn't erase his own guilt. It's always been his failing. He lets himself be scarred, lets himself suffer, if that will even make an ounce up for the amount of wrong he's done.]
[No. Even as much as he insists, it still feels like his sins weigh greater on the scale. He failed those children. He failed his crew. She merely did the work of a corporation...]
You can. You can want and deserve it. I believe in...that. In you.
[He has no room to judge. He's not here to enact justice. Everyone does what they have to do in the City. But he...]
[He leans into that hand, almost involuntarily, but the sorrow in his eyes feels like an endless well.]